Mafia Princess

Sixth Gun Shot: Bullet Through Gold

I panted, pressing my back against the wall. Darn it. I didn't think they would see me.. I peeked around the corner. They were still there, looking for me. I gripped my stomach, they bleeding wasn't stopping and I was growing dizzy. I gripped my gun, aiming at one of the guards head. I breathed out, firing. He let out scream, falling over. The other looked panic, searching for me "I know you're there!" he was pointing his gun everywhere. I aimed again "Hold still." I mumbled. He heard me, he spun towards me. I fired when the gun raised up at me. He fell over next to the other guard. I walked over to them. "Jerks..." I took their rifles and hand guns.

"I can't believe Alphonse sent me to do this. I've never even been on a mission like this before!" I grumbled, reloading. "That's quite obvious, babe." I spun around. Alphonse sat on the ledge of fence, a gun in his hand. "Thought you might need help since it's your first time doing something like this." he smirked "Ha ha, send the seveneen year old to kill someone over your  hundreds of men." I waved him off, rubbing my stomach. The bleeding was finally dying down.

"You're hurt." he grabbed my arm "Yeah, but I'm fine now."' I walked away, looking over at the doorway toward the garden. "Come here. They'll use your wound against you." he sat me down and pulled a backpack from behind the fence. He pulled oinment and bandages,  "Take your shirt off, I need to see the wound." I nodded and took my shirt off. "He stabbed you??" he rubbed the oinment, I hissed in pain "Yes! I didn't see him coming!" I tried to push his hand away. "Hold still!" he growled, snagging my wrist. "It burns!!" I groaned, tugging at my arm, wincing as he rubbed alcohol onto the wound. "Bare with it. It'll feel better this way." he stuck the bandage. "Okay, let's go."

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We walked down the hallway, guns at ready. "Where is everyone?" I whispered. "That's a good question.." he stopped. "Wait. Someone is ahead."he riffled through his pocket. he pulled out what looked like a marble. "When you hear a hissing noise come from this, duck and cover your nose and mouth, got it?" he held it front of me. I nodded.

He tossed it down the hallway. I could hear people mumbling, footsteps coming closer. They walked over to the marble, talking about it. It hissed. "Now." he grabbed me, pulling me around the corner. He pushed me down and against the wall, covering my nose and mouth with his hand. I closed my eyes, gripping his shirt. I heard screams at the same time as the explosion. We sat there for a few minutes, leaning against Alphonse.

He pulled me up, "It should be fine now." he dragged me down the hall. "We're almost there." He readied his gun, pointing towards a pair of double doors. "There. Stay behind me." he sneaked over, I followed behind. "I'm going to kick these doors open and go in. Stay out of sight, understand?" "Yeah." I backed against the wall. "Good." he jumped kicked the door, sending them flying. I could hear gun shots and yelling. 

People were running towards where we were. I aimed my gun at the corner, people ran towards me. I shot without thought. MInutes later, I was surrounded by dead people. Blood covered the ground. I panted, still against the wall. I slid down, trembling. I just killed people without a second thought. I'm covered in blood. "Oh my god..." What have I become? 

I stragged to my feet, shuting my eyes. "Adabella?" Alphonse grabbed my arm, tugging me out of it. "Oh. Let's keep going..." I grabbed my gun off the ground. "Well, we're done. We can go back to the house." he held up a red pouch. "All this, for that little thing??" I growled. "Calm down, it's more important than it looks. Come on, we should get out of here." he pulled me down the hallway. "Sure..." I mumbled, looking back at the bodies. "Alphonse? Is it okay if I go out tonight?"

"Really? Because I had plans for us tonight..." he smirked "Eh?" I blushed, looking at him. "Still want to go out?" I shook my head."Then let's head out." he grabbed my hand, "I know a very nice club, I think you'll like it." he pulled out his cell phone, dialing. "Yeison, come bring the car over. Set the GPS for The Lonely Hearts Club. Alright, be fast." he nodded as Yeison responded "Also, grab us clothes. Yeah, whatever is fine with me. Any request?" he look over to me "Yeah!" I snagged it "Can you bring me the dress that's hanging on the back of my third closet door and the black heels under it? There is also a white clutch right next to it. Please and thank you." I hung up and handed him the phone. "Might as well ask him to bring your other six closet." he chuckled. "It's an outfit! It would look weird!" I huffed, wrapping my arms around his. "Yeah, yeah. Let's head out." he dragged me out of the building.

We walked over towards the limo. "How does he get  here so fast?" I eyed Alphonse, "Let's say, he has his ways." he opened the door, I climbed inside, seeing my clothes laying on the seats. "Thanks, Yeison!" I called through the tinted window. "Yeah."

"Get dressed, it doesn't take too long to get there." he pulled off his black leather jacket, the blood from it stained the limo's seat. "You better not get blood anywear on this limo! I just had it cleaned!" Vincent banged on the tinted window serperating us from the driver's  seat. "Too late!" I giggled, pulling the dress on. "Of course... Ugh, I'm not paying for it this time!" he grumbled. "Says you." Alphonse chuckled, buttoning up his vest. "Oh, come on! I always paid for it! Watch where you're driving!" he honked the horn. I laughed, zipping my dress. "We're almost there." Yeison knocked on the window. "Alright." Alphonse called out, yanking on his black shoes. "You ready, babe?" he looked at me.

"Yep!' I sat back in the sit, taking a deep breath in.  I could feel the car stop and park.

"Alright, out. Yeison and I and have jobs to do." Vincent opened the door for us, waving us towards the entrance. "Thanks, see you later!" I hipped bumped with Vincent before skipping towards the door.

"Alphonse, I haven't seen you in a while!" A man waved at us. "Scott, I'm a taken man. Don't think she approve of me coming alone." they shook hands. Scott looked at me, his eyes scanning my body. I heard a crack come from their handshake. "This is Adabella, my girlfriend." Alphonse glared, releasing Scott's hand. "O-of course."

"Head on in. I would love to get to know you lovely lady."

"Thanks, but she's a little busy tonight." Alphonse dragged me along. "Al, what's wrong?" I asked while we passed  through a crowded dancefloor. "Nothing, just stay away from him."

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I flopped down on the club's couch, exhausted. "Ugh, I'm too tired to dance anymore." i whined to Alphonse. "Alright, stay here and catch you breath, I have some business to run." he gave me peck on the forehead before rushing out.

I yawned, undoing my heel's straps "I guess I'll take a nap." I fluffed up the pillows before laying down.

"So, you're the infamous Mafia Princess." I sat up, my hand flying to the gun hidden under my dress. My eyes met Scott's "What do you want? I'm trying to nap." I hissed, his friendly aura was gone and replaced with a dark one.

"If Alphonse ever gets bored with you, you know where to go." he handed me a business card and left.

"Whatever, I'll never need this." I crumbled it and shoved it into my purse.

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